Kant returned to the city, and now his main task was to settle the inhabitants.

Although there are a large number of undead ambushes in the north, as long as they are properly operated, Kant still believes that they can be repelled.

Back in the main city of Dehrim, the Bandak commander walked over, his expression was very flustered, and he could even be said to be iron-blue.

"Chief Kant." Commander Bandak bowed respectfully, and the proper etiquette Commander Bandak did a good job.

"What's the matter? Captain Bandak, you wouldn't have been so flustered before? ”

Kant furrowed his eyebrows, he didn't like his subordinates to be too frizzy.

"Chief Kant, Widea of the Elven Colony wants to ask to see you, and he seems to be very unkind."

"Really?" Kant laughed, "What is this messenger from the elven colony coming to me for?" ”

Bandak shook his head: "You have to be careful, should I add some more troops?" ”

Kant raised a hand, signaling that he didn't have to, the elven colony and them had been in a lukewarm state, and the messenger of the elven colony had nothing to do with him.

In the palace of the main city of Dehrim, the elven messenger frowned, as if he was trapped by something.

"Mr. Courier, what are you here for today?" Kant still followed the etiquette very well, and he also wanted to maintain good diplomatic relations with the elven colonies.

"Hello, Lord Kant." The elven messenger bowed to Kant very politely, and Kant replied with a polite bow.

"Nothing to do in the Three Treasures, I'm sure Mr. Courier must have something important to visit us today, right?"

Kant beckoned to a few of his men to bring up the wine that had just arrived today, which was a good thing to entertain the guests.

"You guessed it." The messenger laughed, "I have come here to get your help following the orders of my lord, as we all know, our elven colony has been invaded by the undead for a long time, and a large number of elves have long been miserable, so I hope to be able to get your help, Mr. Kant." ”

"Your misery is a matter for your country, why did you come to us for help? Do you think we have enough troops to fight the undead next? ”

Kant laughed, handed the wine to Mr. Courier, and continued, "If I'm not mistaken, it seems that your elven colony is still trying to smuggle some elves from us?" And what is this for? Monitor us? ”

"Never!" The elven messenger hurriedly waved his hand, "Mr. Kant must have misunderstood us, the elves smuggled over are just some civil organizations, and it is definitely not a matter that does not concern the lord, I hope you can see clearly, we really want to get help from your country, even if it is just to send a small army of 1,000 people?" ”

"An army of a thousand?" Kant sneered, "Is Mr. Messenger thinking too simply? Well, go back and tell your lord that I am willing to help, but I will not be less than a penny of the reward I deserve. ”

"Remuneration?" The Messenger looked confused, he didn't know what the reward was.

"You just need to tell your lord the truth, and I'm sure he'll know the rest."

Mr. Courier was naturally very troubled by Kant's approach, and if she went back like this, she might be severely punished by the Elven Lord.

So the messenger continued: "Lord Kant, I would like to take the liberty of asking, what is this reward? If I don't ask all this, my commander will not forgive me, please let me know! ”

Kant poured the water from his glass straight to the ground, and he stood up and drove away, looking down at Mr. Messenger.

"Mr. Messenger, your request is inevitably too much, although the elven colony has always maintained a relatively good relationship with our country, but we will not let go of the remuneration."

Kant knew, of course, that the elven messenger was trying to get something out of his mouth and then bargain for the help of the Dreichems, but that was not a very sensible thing to do.

Although Kant understood that his own strength could now fight a severe war with the undead, the consequence of the war must be that the people will be exiled, and the current stage is the gradual improvement of national strength.

Kant only hoped that his country could leave a place in this struggle of the undead, a way to protect the Allies and allow his country to still rise steadily in the midst of the war, so that the way to keep Dehrim and the undead as far away as possible.

But he also knew that once the undead broke through the elven colony, the next target would be Dehrim.

The undead are dead creatures without much intelligence, and once they conquer the elven colony, they will inevitably show their prestige, and when the time comes, what will happen to Dehrim, Kant has no way of knowing.

However, the remuneration is still an essential part, and this remuneration will not be a simple reward, and the leader of the elven colony has no choice but to be forced to agree to Kant's request.

The elven messenger still spoke in Kant's ear: "Commander Kant, please believe in the credit of our elven colony, as long as you inform me of the reward, I will report to the lord." ”

Kant sighed and said, "Since Mr. Messenger cares so much about this reward, if I don't tell you, I don't think you will rest on your laurels, well, then I can only tell you." ”

When the messenger heard Kant's words, it seemed as if a large stone had been laid down in his heart, and he let out a long breath.

"Willing to listen!" The Elven Messenger said.

"Give one-tenth of the Elven Colony's territory to Dehrim to manage!"

When Kant said this, he was very calm, as if he was drinking a glass of boiled water, so calm that even the whole body of the elven messenger trembled.

"Mr. Kant, is such a request a little excessive?" The Elven Messenger really couldn't accept Kant's excessive request, and for him, the reward for the cession of territory was simply terrifying.

This is not something that he can promise as a messenger, he must go back and tell his lord, but before that, the only thing he can do is to ensure that Lord Kant sends troops smoothly and that the remuneration is minimized.

Just as the messenger elf was about to speak, Kant was the first to speak.

"Mr. Courier, I know what you want to say next, but I advise you not to waste your words, because that will only anger me, and I will give up the idea of sending troops to the elven colony to help you, and I hope you will be able to think clearly about what you are saying."

The elven messenger had nothing to say, he froze in place, like a pine and cypress on a snowy mountain, was there really no room for a little turn?

If she goes back and tells their lord like this, maybe the lord will be furious, and it is not certain whether it will involve her at that time.

"You go back." Kant cut out his dialogue directly.

The Elven Messenger was clearly disappointed by Kant's remarks.

But he did not have the right to negotiate directly with the head of Kant, so he had to leave Kant and walk towards the door.

After the elven messenger completely disappeared, the leader of Bandak said to Kant: "My lord, if we don't send troops to aid the elven colony, it may cause a fundamental break between the two of us, which is a huge loss for us, and, as far as I can see, the elven colony is bound to lose to the undead army this time, if the elven colony is broken, the undead army will march towards our city, in this case, the national strength that we have managed to improve may fall short!" ”

Bandak said to Kant with a look of hope, but Kant didn't know these truths.

He waved his hand and said: "Commander Bandak, you are still too young, between the two countries, no matter how dangerous the situation is, it is always necessary to focus on interests, only interests are eternal friends, if it is us who are in the elven colony today, then they will not be paid any money to send troops to help us?" This is obviously a very stupid question. ”

Bandak was thoughtful, and Lord Kant's words to him were obviously irritating to him.

What Kant had to do now was to train the soldiers as much as he could.

Although his country has many arms, it is complex but not precise, and Kant has obviously seen such a problem, so he quickly adjusted.

Sergeant Swadia is a class that specializes in combining swords and shields, but in Dehrim, due to the lack of ore, a lot of impurities are used in the crafting of the shield, which also causes the shield to show its fox tail at critical moments.

Based on what he knew about the undead soldiers, it was obvious that this shield with a maximum defense of ninety would not be able to resist a small attack by the undead soldiers, so Kant had now issued another condition to the gnolling city-state.

The gnolling city-state was also under attack from the undead at this time, but compared to the elven colony, this city-state seemed to be at ease.

Kant summoned a messenger bird and stuffed the proverbs into it.

The messenger bird soon flew to the gnolling city-state.

These wolves are savage and love delicious food, and this messenger bird inevitably becomes a delicacy in their mouths after completing their mission to deliver letters.

The werewolf king of the jackals was slightly dissatisfied when he saw the soldiers running towards the palace in a panic.

What he thought in his heart was that the undead had begun to infest them again, and this was a subconscious screening of his mind, in the last few months.

The Gnoll City-State has been constantly attacked by the undead, although they are all small attacks that are not painful, but for this city-state that has fallen into disrepair for a long time, such a defense obviously cannot last long.